At 3:25 a.m., three missiles were launched from the west, crossing most of the flower-growing country, and with a bang, it broke out over the Greater Khingan Mountains.

After a loud thunder, the fierce battle over the Greater Xing'an Mountains stopped.

However, if the stronghold was taken, it would be impossible to attack again.

The Administration sent the only god-transforming monk to barely resist the spread of this group of cultivators from other worlds known as the Seven Killing Sect to the city below the mountain.

Although the sound of artillery fire stopped, the war had just begun, and no one knew when the next fierce attack would come.

With the order of the National Security Bureau, the whole country entered an emergency defensive and combat readiness instantly.

A panic spread among the people, and the society that finally settled down again faced severe tests.

The special forces team received an emergency transfer order, and the Administration sent a Nascent Soul Cultivator, but in an instant, all 200 members of the special forces team were transferred to the front-line war zone to support the supernatural corps with heavy casualties.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Wang Shuyue wouldn't have imagined that the mountains that were still green a few days ago had been razed to the ground at this moment.

The charred land was filled with potholes. The rainstorm came suddenly. The turbid water flowed with a hint of scarlet red, flowing along the gullies to the feet of every special forces member. Everyone's hearts were sank.

The corpses of monsters can be seen everywhere, and those monsters that once feared humans were instantly destroyed in this short battle.

The scattered demon crystals are available at will, but everyone has no intention of picking them up.

The special forces are divided into two teams, one team rebuilds the defense under the leadership of the Nascent Soul monk.

The other team, along with the People's Liberation Army that was urgently mobilized, carried out search and rescue missions under the command of Tang Lin.

At Wang Shuyue's strong request, Tang Lin took her from the defensive team and allowed her to join the search and rescue team.

Although the minors could not be used before, at critical moments, the troops could not be left behind such support from the three provinces.

The boy watched Wang Shuyue running towards the most dangerous center and vaguely realized who she was looking for, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Ahem......"

A weak cough came from the pile of rocks in front of him. Wang Shuyue's ear tip moved and rushed over immediately.

"Gu Ziming!"

She shouted, casting a spell to lift the heavy boulder, looking in anxiously, but seeing a pair of strange eyes, her heart suddenly rose.

Although he was anxious, Wang Shuyue quickly calmed down and carried the soldiers inside out.

The man's knees were soft and his feet had been broken. His mind was clear and he kept repeating his mouth:

"Captain, leader, rescue the leader first..."

"Where is the leader?" Wang Shuyue asked while taking out the potion and taking it to him.

The soldier raised his finger weakly and pointed deeper.

Wang Shuyue raised her eyes and looked over there. A huge deep pit that was bombed came into her eyes, and her heart suddenly sank.

That's a crater!

The situation had reached the critical moment before, and the command post took the initiative to launch missiles, and the soldiers chose to sacrifice themselves to attack the enemy.

The missile not only attacked the enemy, but also affected its own people.

Wang Shuyue frowned, and she really didn't dare to think about whether those people had sacrificed. She quickly sent the rescued soldiers back to the temporary rescue center and flew towards the deep pit immediately.

There are flying vehicles all over the sky. Soldiers who are not in the foundation-building cultivation level can fly freely like foundation-building monks, which greatly improves the efficiency of rescue.

But when Wang Shuyue saw the almost intact corpses of the disciples of the Seven Killing Sect under the deep pit, he didn't know whether to praise the spiritual energy to make the technology progress, or should he be shocked by the personal strength of these cultivators in other worlds.

Under such bombardment, although they died, their bodies could still be preserved so well.

Even a Jindan monk is like this, let alone the god-transforming monk whose voice spread throughout the Blue Star last night.

Fortunately, they still have returnees!

Wang Shuyue looked at the corpses of the enemies angrily, and his sword fell from the air.

However, unexpectedly, as soon as it landed, the body lying on the ground suddenly shook, and a pair of sharp eyes opened, and a golden elixir monk stood up and pinched Wang Shuyue's neck with his hands into claws!

Wang Shuyue was shocked, raised her gun quickly and fired a "bang"!

However, unexpectedly, the bullet penetrated the opponent's hand, and the attack was just a beat and approached again.

Wang Shuyue said carelessly. The distance between the two sides was too close, and she could no longer shoot. Just as she was about to take out the talisman paper and struggled hard, the light of the knife flashed, and the sharp claws were just an inch before her neck, and then they drooped softly.

With a dull "bang", the Jindan monk fell down and a tall figure appeared in front of Wang Shuyue.

"War wind?"

Wang Shuyue called out a tentative call, and the other party raised his face, which was stained by cannon fodder, revealed his brown eyes, and fell straight towards her!

Wang Shuyue suffocated her breath and hurriedly took two steps forward, catching Zhan Feng's falling body.

A man is tall and weighs heavier than an average man. Wang Shuyue's foot is heavier, so he almost holds it up.

Before he could ask what was going on, Wang Shuyue was already scared by the shocked Jindan monk, took out a fire talisman, burned the bodies of these Jindan monks, and then he held Zhan Feng and lay down on the huge rock.

As soon as the person was laid flat, Wang Shuyue found that his body was covered with black and red blood, and his heart trembled.

But even though he suffered such severe injuries, Zhan Feng still held the knife in his hand tightly and never let go.

Wang Shuyue touched his wrist and looked at his breath. He didn't expect the other party's fingers holding the knife to bounced instantly until she said, "I am Wang Shuyue!"

His hand, which was about to raise the knife, then he hung down.

"Hu~" Wang Shuyue let out a long breath, hurriedly pinched his chin and poured all the blue potion in.

The blue light flashed by, and the man's weak breathing became much smoother, but he still couldn't wake up.

Wang Shuyue focused her eyes and saw his internal organs that were shattered, and her eyebrows twisted, as if the wound fell on her body, and her breathing became subconsciously rapid.

She is worthy of being the commander of the supernatural legion. In this case, she can save her life. If such powerful combat power is gone, our army will suffer a great loss.

Wang Shuyue took out his private pill without hesitation and fed him a third-level restoration pill he had refined.

The medicine melted immediately after entering the mouth, and the seriously injured part was wrapped in rich spiritual energy to repair it. Soon the closed eyes opened.

Even if he was injured, his eyes were still like a wolf, making Wang Shuyue's scalp numb.

"How do you feel?" Wang Shuyue asked weakly.

Zhan Feng sat up with a knife, looked at her deeply, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "How many people are still alive?"

How many people are still alive?

This question is easy to answer, and there are statistics on the rescue base, but Wang Shuyue couldn't speak when she looked at his eyes that pretended to be calm.
Chapter completed!